Book review

Wheat - to the horizon. You may think that it is somewhere in the Kuban. Wonderful alfalfa, olives, tobacco. The land is generous, she now feeds all. In Puidzh Verde was 112 landless families. 68 plots received 44 formed kolektividad - gang. In the trenches of Lerida I met a soldier from Puidzh Verde. He said:
- If you do not get killed, alive. You saw what it .. He did not even added:. "Land" Such knows what is going to die.
The mayor - a squat, clumsy farmer. He is now busy with the harvest. Harvest a good uncommon. Last year, we collected 480 quintals of wheat now collect not less than 1000 tsentnerov.Algvasil - village crier - walking through the village with his horn and shouted: